Revelation

While raking the leaves in the backyard today, I had an epiphany.  My favorite thing about the backyard isn't the grass or the grill or the flowers.  It's the dogs running around.  They LOVE playing out there.  They'll go back there, sniff around awhile, chew on sticks or leaves and explore.  But then it's like they've choreographed this giant race and they'll take off all at once and tackle each other, run around the deck while dodging trees and me until someone gets tired.  It's awesome.  But then while I was raking today I realized my favorite part of the backyard is coming to Florida with us.  Well, 1/3 of my favorite part of the backyard is coming with us.  So I'm thinking if I'm bringing my favorite part with me - maybe the backyard of the new house won't be so bad.  

Bucket List

Matt had us create a Bucket List of things we wanted to do before we move.  Then I accidentally threw the list away in the trash can at the Kroger parking lot.  So we recreated the list to the best of our knowledge. Anyways, this was an addition of Matt's - it will be apparently in a minute.  There are is an Etowah Indian Burial ground near us and Matt wanted to see what it would be like.  It was like giant piles of dirt.  That you had to climb up.  At least there were stairs and at least I counted this as my exercise for the day.  I think Matt really liked it, I'll have it one thumbs up.

This is a replica of what the huts would have looked like back in the day.

 The mounds from a distance.

 The little mound as seen from the big mound (which I think was 9 stories tall).  It was used as the cemetery, but then also people lived on top of it.

 This is where I imagined them playing football.  Matt tells me this is in fact where the other people in the village lived.

The middle-sized mound.  

Shockingly enough, apparently the tallest Etowah Burial ground is in Illinois.  Who would've thought the tallest anything was in Illinois!